IHC

We enjoyed going to the IHC this week. I just love seeing Christians all around town. It is always great to see friends that we haven't seen for awhile and hear the good music and preaching. The patriotic service is so emotional for me -- I believe in being patriotic. I believe it is our duty. You don't have to look far until you realize how blessed we are in America. I am sure we could ask our missionary friends just how nice we have it.

I went to the early service today to hear Bro. Eisenhart -- my dear friend, Michele's dad. The Spirit of God was in the service from the beginning. It was a good one to go to. The message was moving -- the part I got to hear before my "wild" wet through her pants -- onto Michele's lap! I'm so sorry Michele! Leave it to my Brookie to manage a quick exit from a church service. (Last night she kicked three people in front of us and whacked one on the head -- sigh. Guess I won't have to worry about a boy wanting to sit with her for awhile.) I'll have to see the DVD to get the parts I missed. I heard it was good. Thank you Bro. E for your Godly example and delivering your heart. Our family loves you and Sis. E.

I thought about my friends that were not able to be at the IHC this year. I am more in tune to you -- probably through blogging -- I know how you would have loved to be here. And, I was more appreciative of being able to be there myself. I hope you all received a special blessing this week to take the place of it. I missed you all -- Paul and Candy and boys, Marc and Melodie and boys, Philip and Heather and kids, Sarah and kids.